All Yours Daddy
"Does my son fuck you this good? No? Then take this dick like a good girl," my father in-law had me bent over the kitchen counter, hand clamped over my mouth to muffle my moans, while his son ..my husband called my name from upstairs.
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You think you know what you're getting into? You don't have a freaking clue.
This isn't some tasteful romance where the camera pans away. This is the raw, uncut NC-17 version of your filthiest 3 am fantasies...the ones you would never admit to anyone, not even yourself.
We're talking Daddies who don't ask for permission because you already gave it with those desperate eyes. Men old enough to be completely off limits but experienced enough to make you forget your own name. They'll bend you over their desk, fuck you silent at family dinners and make you call them Daddy, while reminding you how young and tight you are.
Trigger warnings? Everything here is designed to trigger you. Age gaps that'll get you disowned. Rough hands leaving fingerprints bruises on your hips. Choking that blurs your vision while he calls you his perfect little slut. Public sex in places around because one man didn't enough.
These men don't make love...they fuck, claim, own. They'll use every hole like it belongs to them, because it does. Degrade and worship you on the same breath. Call you their dirty girl while balls deep making you scream.
If you need gentle romance, respectful heroes, and fade to black scenes...run. this might traumatize you.
But if you're still here, thighs clenched, heartbeat racing, knowing exactly what you want and unafraid to take it....
Be a good girl, turn that page and let Daddy show you what you've been missing.
Unfold
Tate’s breath punched out of him.
Knox worked him open right there under the water, one finger, then two, soap and spit and patience that was not really patience. Every time Tate’s hips jerked, Knox’s mouth found his throat and stayed there, sucking a mark low enough that a collar would hide it. The shower roared. That helped. Tate still heard himself on the edges of it, small broken sounds he couldn’t swallow fast enough.
Knox pulled his fingers out, shut the water off, and didn’t bother with the towel.
They didn’t make it to the bed on the first...
At this moment, Selena thought that Carter was moved, he finally recognized the truth and loved her again. But the more she expected, the more she was disappointed.
Then, he said to her, "I love your sister, I will never love you!" and sent her to prison cruelly.
Five years later, Selena came back.
He suddenly became nice to her, and even kissed her in front of everyone. I’m sorry and I will spend the rest of my life to compensate you. Will you forgive me?"
Selena laughed coldly, "Forgive you? I won’t forgive you until you’re dead!"
Daniel Walker has been part of my life since I was ten.
For twelve years, he was simply the man I called my stepdad—the man who attended my graduation, supported my dreams, and treated me like the daughter he never had.
Then I turned twenty-one.
My mother left for Europe.
And Daniel moved into my penthouse.
Suddenly, I was seeing the man behind the role I had always known.
The powerful businessman came home exhausted and barefoot.
The man who always wore expensive suits started wandering around the kitchen at midnight in nothing but sweatpants.
The stepfather who once lectured me about boys started watching every man who looked my way.
And the closer we became, the harder it became to remember that we were supposed to be family.
Then Ethan moved into the penthouse next door.
He was young.
Single.
Available.
And determined to have me.
Daniel hated him from the beginning.
At first, I thought it was because Daniel was protective.
Then I realized the truth.
He wasn't acting like my stepfather.
He was acting like a man who was terrified another man might take away the woman he wanted.
I should have walked away.
Instead, I pushed him.
I tested him.
And eventually, behind the locked doors of our penthouse, we crossed a line neither of us could uncross.
Now we're living a double life.
In public, he's my stepfather.
Behind closed doors, he's the man I can't stop craving.
But our six months alone are almost over.
My mother is coming home.
And someone has discovered our secret.
Soon, the entire world will know what happened behind our penthouse doors.
And when the truth comes out, I will have to choose between the family I was born into...
And the forbidden man I was never supposed to love.
After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate.
Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma.
Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war?
Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
My body craved something so badly that the emptiness hardened into an actual physical condition.
Every time the tightness hit during a shift, I waited until the corridor was empty, locked an exam room, shoved my scrubs down, and used the toy I had started carrying in my bag. It was the same desperate routine.
I never imagined this secret would come out in such a humiliating way—and in front of him, of all people. Knox. My brother’s best friend. My senior. The man I had wanted for years.
The toy was still wet when it rolled out of my bag and stopped at his shoes.
I thought my career was over.
I thought he would look at me with disgust.
Instead, he stripped off his gloves and gave me a bare-handed "examination."
Bare hands. No gloves. Fingers that made me come so hard I soaked his face.
In the end, he said a body this tight needed a real cock.
So I went back that night and told him to drop the act.
When she asked what was going on, I panicked, lied, and claimed my inner core was itching uncontrollably. Caring as always, she dragged me straight to gynecologist. I thought he would hide my dirty secret when he blocked my mom's view with a curtain but it didn't help matters.
Things escalated after he pulled the cucumber out. The empty ache left behind was agonizing, and I wanted something far better than a cucumber. Right behind the thin medical curtain, I began arching my hungry pussy against his fingers. Knowing exactly what I was begging for, he unbuckled his belt and fed me his huge, perfect dick.
My mom even held her hands over my mouth to muffle my loud moans, totally clueless that she was helping him give me the most mind-blowing climax of my life. I thought I had gotten away with the ultimate taboo... until my mom suddenly noticed what was actually happening behind the curtain.
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"I do have a choice! I'm done with you, Roman Ashfield. Go back to the woman you think is worthy of you and leave me alone."
"You will never be done, Evelyn. Not tonight. Not this week. Probably not this year," he said as he closed the small gap between them.
He heard the satisfying sound of her hitched breath as his fingers trailed the side of her body down to her bare thighs.
"I own you, Evelyn Bright, whether you like it or not."
"You don't own me!"
But the very next moment a moan left her lips when he cupped her between her legs.
"Let's agree to disagree," he whispered.
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A broken, possessive billionaire who doesn’t know what love is. A young woman who does. What could go wrong?
Evelyn Bright walked into his business for a typist job and came out a plaything. A dirty secret with a contract. But all she wants to do now is pick up the pieces of her shattered dignity and walk away. Nothing good can come from falling in love with a cold-hearted man like Roman Ashfield.
Roman has very clear rules in his contract. Be available. Be ready. Do not fall in love. If she breaks them she has to leave. Simple. But Evelyn turns his ordered life upside down when she tries to walk away. She keeps testing and pushing his limits but it's not over until he says it is. It’s not love, it can’t be. But what lengths is he willing to go to to keep her where she belongs?
